Tomorrow Will Be Better: A Novel Novels & Stories

So well, Malisa and Aiden's story hasn't ended yet as there would be a part two. I'll inform you guys about it when it's out... In the meantime, you guys can check out my other books. The Better Place : A very emotional story about decisions and how they affect our future. It's dedicated to my deceased friend, Jemmy.... ( Book is completed with 180 chapters . Available on, Goodnovel and Web Novel. ) Depressed ( love yourself ) : A unique book on learning to love oneself and building a strong self esteem... Also a book on Self discovery. ( Book is completed and is Available on N******t. )

“Dan, she hugged him tightly. She doesn’t care what he was thinking. All she wanted to think is that she will never let him go, she will never let go the man she loved dearly. She felt Dans arms wrapped around her, the warmth of his body. Dan raised her head and in the middle of the rain where no one is there but just the two of them their lips started to touch. It was warm, rough and it felt that he wanted to own her. If tomorrow ends, with you in my arms is where I want to be. Today is when my world ends.

"You want to see me? Hope there is no problem?" "Actually, there is or should I say problem is on its way?" "oh oh! I hope it's not serious?" "You don't have to worry. Will you be around tomorrow?" "No, I don't think I will be able to make it to the store tomorrow. I'm not In the state presently." "Oh!" "Yeah, I went to a seminar in Uyo and I will just be leaving tomorrow morning." "Okay then, when will you be free?" "The day after tomorrow should be okay. I hope it is not urgent?"

Chapter 24 Liora's POV The pillow underneath my head is softer than the one on the plane, making me realize my bed has been changed. My eyes flutter open, the first thing greeting me being the blinding lights in Evren's room—well, my room too. “Ughh,” I groan, placing a hand over my eyes to shield them. Who the hell sleeps with the lights on? Although I slept more comfortably than I have in the past three days since Aunt's incident—

The suite was quiet except for the muffled hum of city traffic far below. The curtains were drawn against the fading evening light, the room lit instead by the warm glow of a single lamp. Blair sat in the middle of the couch, a half-finished glass of wine in her hand, the stem spinning lazily between her fingers. Their stay in the city was coming to an end. Tomorrow, she and Grayson would return to Redstone. She should have been thinking about packing, about appearances when they arrived back at the packhouse, about whatever duties awaited her as Luna.

"Attempt 100: If he still doesn’t care, and my parents still don’t love me, then maybe I’ll stop trying since no one in this world sees me." Tears welled up. Had I really loved him this much? Was I really that broken? Maybe forgetting was a gift. I placed the journal into my suitcase. This part of my life was going with me, but it wouldn’t define me anymore. Then, my phone rang. "Zoe, don’t forget to attend Yvonne’s birthday party the day after tomorrow. Bring a gift," my mother's voice instructed. I started to protest, but she cut me off. "8 p.m. at the Grandview Hotel. Don’t be late."

I meant it. However, Lucas just broke down. "I'll never be happy again... I've lost it all," he sobbed. ... I left the house to Lucas, wanting to keep nothing but the memories. Still, I wired 150 thousand dollars to Patrick's account. Not because I was soft, but because I was done with that chapter. I was financially secure, and Lucas had quit his job. I did not want any loose ends. Life got brighter from there. My college buddy and I started an outdoor club right there in town. I met folks who shared my love for the wild, and we would head out on adventures whenever we could.

Jacob felt a mix of emotions within him, and he warned them impatiently, "Don't touch her." With that, he turned and left the private room under countless shocked gazes. When Jacob returned to the villa that night, Stephanie put on a sexy nightgown and tried to seduce him as usual. Before, Jacob would have been aroused by her antics. However, he seemed strangely disinterested this time. This was the first time that he refused Stephanie and said perfunctorily, "We've got a wedding tomorrow. Let's go to bed early." She protested, so he soothed her to sleep patiently.

“If tomorrow is terrible…” “It might be.” I huffed softly. “You’re terrible at reassurance.” “I’m excellent at honesty.” “That is unfortunately true.” His fingers traced once along my spine. “If tomorrow is terrible, we survive it. Together.” I let that sink in. Together. Not protected from all pain. Not promised an easy outcome. Just that simple, impossible vow: not alone. I closed my eyes. “Stay awake until I fall asleep,” I murmured. “Of course.” “And if I dream about the cafeteria—”

The dormitory's heating suddenly went out at one in the morning. Shivering beneath the blankets, I called June. On the other end, she sounded sleepy, yawning between words. "The power station said the lines were damaged and they're still repairing them. It won't be fixed until tomorrow morning. If you're cold, fill up a few more hot water bottles. There's nothing I can do about emergencies like this." Before I could say another word, the line disconnected, leaving behind nothing but the hollow beeping tone.